AN: The Team and I are back my good friends, and better than ever with an update for Palm City. Story's Shadow and I hope this chapter meets everyone's standards. Unto the show my good friends.
Sanchez Estate: Palm City
Tension hung in the air like a thick mist as Jordan, Mira, and Mazoku could be found sitting inside one of the offices in Mr. Sanchez's estate. Currently, they were waiting on Mr. Sanchez, Ms. Black, and N to conclude a private meeting prior to this meeting. Their waiting was soon over as the door to their room opened and in walked the three leading figures who had planned this heist.
"Gentleman, and lady." Mr. Sanchez said with a curt head nod to Mira as he took his position in front of a map of the Palm City airport.
Needless to say the map had plenty of red circles and lines on it.
"I don't even need to say what's at stake should this heist fail. I'm not just talking about prison time, I'm also talking about the possibility of the loss of life," Mr. Sanchez said in a serious tone.
"Seven years ago they stole a vital shipment of product right from under our very noses in North Palm City, tonight, we strike back," Mr. Sanchez said firmly as he pointed a single finger at the airport which was circled in red on the map, "N, you have the floor."
"Thanks, boss." N said as he cleared his throat quickly. "We have just confirmed with our affiliates in Los Santos that the shipment will be arriving in four hours time. We have also confirmed that it's a weapon shipment from the military base that's a few hours outside of Los Santos."
"Why the hell, and how the hell, are they getting military grade hardware without raising red flags?" Mira asked in a suspicious tone.
N nodded in understanding.
"Believe me, we are looking into that as well, and our spies have promised an answer," N assured Mira, "I can say this now though, if we steal this hardware, we can use it for our side."
"N, we did not agree to the weapons being used on this side of the war, remember? I proposed we destroy the weapons once they are in our possession." Ms. Black said.
"Proposed being the keyword. I mean no disrespect, Ms. Black, but we could use military grade weaponry to really tip the scales in our favor."
"And endanger the lives of how many innocents who are caught in this crossfire of this gang war." Ms. Black hissed.
N was about to retaliate when Mazoku of all people spoke up.
"Squabbling between ourselves will most likely result in a failed heist, and a lot of heat coming down on us, both from the police not under Ms. Black's authority, and the Street Demons. So with respect to both your egos, we need to pull off a successful heist, then we'll debate what happens to the weapons, agreed?" Mazoku stated.
"Agreed?" Ms. Black and N both said at the same time.
"Anyways, some of the guards who work at the airport are on my payroll, seeing as how I have a private jet in one of the hangers across from the one where the weapons shipment is arriving. So you'll have no problems getting into the airport, or leaving it if any shooting starts," Ms. Black informed the crew.
"How will the guards know we're coming, they might be on your payroll, but they still have to do their job. They might not want to let us just roll on in and get the weapons," Jordan said in a serious tone, and it was obvious he had a fair point as well.
"Which is why I present to you three, a gift," Ms. Black said as she reached into her pants pocket and handed the three leading heist screw members an I.D. card.
The pictures matched, but the names did not.
"These fake I.D.'s will get you in without any problems. They can always call me if there is a problem, and I will make sure they let you in. If they learn the truth about you three, they'll know I used this deception for a good reason. They trust me and what I do," Ms. Black assured the crew.
"I have another question about the heat," Mazoku spoke up. "If shooting starts, the airport will certainly go on look-down, and the police will be called. But even if we get out without being noticed, it will surely not take the Street Demons long to figure out who pulled off the heist, or even worse, attack us on the way back here. My Stinger is tough, tougher even now with the upgrade's provided by Ms. Black, but sheer numbers can defeat raw power, believe me, I know."
"Ms. Black has friends inside the police, but I will provide a big distraction, something that will hopeful result in no police interference given the right nudge by her friends," Mr. Sanchez said, "You'll have at least a half-hour to an hour window once the distraction us underway."
"To Mr. Sanchez's point, if for some reason there is heat from the police or the Street Demons, lose them before you return to the estate. They don't know we're here, and we'd like to keep it that way. Any questions?" N asked.
To which their was silence.
"Excellent, your cars are having final upgrades as we speak, and rest assured, all three of you will be paid handily upon your return to the Estate. Good luck out there," N said.
To Be Continued...